Today has been a little hectic to say the least. We have a print assignment for photography that requires us to print 1-3 photos inspired by Vivian Maier, Sally Mann, or Diane Arbus, none of which did I find that inspiring. Printing the photos adds a whole new challenge and a short time frame does not help. On top of this I spent two hours today helping Hannah with her camera which decided to stop working. So tonight I was in a rush to get photos. I walked all over downtown and came across this. This open Chinese restaurant devoid of life except the two employees, like the rest of the town tonight. Tomorrow will be interesting when I turn my work in.
This is Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury. It was the first book I ever read by him. I read this for the first time early last year and I fell in love with it; I’m reading it again now. I had asked my dad about the book, because I kept hearing about, and he said it was a great book. He went upstairs and gave me old copy of it. The book is at least 35 years old. I blew through the book. I couldn’t put it down. And when I went to give it back he told me to keep it. And now I’ve started devouring Bradury’s other works. He was an amazing writer and a very wise person. And there are so many passages and quotes that he wrote and that I can’t forget. Like this passage above. The movement and rythmn of it is amazing. I actually stopped reading after this passage, sat quietly for a minute and had to go back and read it out loud because it struck me so much. There are so many things I love about this book and I hope everyone gets to read, and I hope they love it a little bit too.